SoulSpeaker

I listened and, though faintly, heard the breaking of the day. It sounded... Sign in to see full entry.

within her mind there rests a place where limpid thoughts once dwelled --... Sign in to see full entry.

We are a myriad of nondescript, syncopated, intermingled melodies,... Sign in to see full entry.

Only for a little while will we pass this cup of love, tasting of each... Sign in to see full entry.

because we never fully know just what may lie ahead, familiar, safe,... Sign in to see full entry.

The words that I write are the voice of my soul.. and the soul of my writing is.. life.